miercuri, 27 iunie 2012

oamenii din subteranul meu

degetele-mi ingheata,aerul sa pietrifica in nari,
privesc,e singurul lucru care nu-l gresesc inca,
promit sa incerc sa nu dezamagesc  ceea ce vad ei,
dar oare vad ceva?

eu nu sunt omul ala,eu nu sunt om.

sâmbătă, 2 iunie 2012

need


''you didn’t love her, you just didn’t want to be alone. or maybe, maybe she was just good for your ego. or, or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her. because you don’t destroy people you love."